Story tellers POV:
A short humbled shape walks through the streets of Brooklyn, limping, keeping it's arms close to the body. The shoulder long bright red hair sticks wet to it's neck and face, but still some pointed ears peak through. The figure keeps on stumbling through the rain, being shaken by the storm but slowly heads towards a building.
It halts as it reaches the edifice and leans against it, panting, gasping for breath. The hair pitched into the light blue eyes, witch seem dull in the street light. The figure draws a deep breath, closes it's eyes, gathering strength and pushes itself away from the wall, struggling on the way to the front door. It pulls it open with great effort and heaves itself through.
The light from the door fades over the sign saying "Bane" as it falls shut.
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War of Hearts
FanfictionMalec Fan Fiction Magnus and Alec couldn't be happier after getting married. They finally are together, despite everything what has happened and seem to have find peace with each other. As one night a small, fierce person storms through their apartm...
